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"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆" - 𝐻. 𝒫.
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A week has passed since Gryffindor had won against Slytherin. Y/N was rapturous about it — feeling like every dragonfly had come to her to sing her a buzz of a song. But not until Hermione, Ron, and Harry had been accusing Snape over the fact that their brooms were jinxed because of him.
She would never, ever believe that Snape would ever harm them let alone her.
"For Salazar's sake Ron! He wouldn't even let me handle a needle when I told him I wanted to sew a dress!"
They were walking to a hallway where the three don't know where she was leading them when Ron had suddenly brought up the topic that she did not want to hear.
He was simply trying to persuade her with what they believe in. She understands that they hate Snape for a reason but should they really go as far as that?
"Think about it, Y/N! Who is the only person in Hogwarts that hates Harry?"
"Surely not only Uncle Severus. Why don't the three of you suspect that squirrel?"
Y/N turned to the right hallway where they followed after her, not caring which way she was going.
"Quirrell, Y/N." Hermione corrected, "And surely you have seen the way Snape loathes Harry since first Potions class don't you?"
She groaned, turning to another right — speeding up as they caught on to her, trying to convince her still.
"Squirrel, Quirrell, abnormal, quarrel, they're the same. Just what I know, he's the one jinxing our brooms."
She then goes to a big staircase — leading to a long hallway where there is a big painting of a graceful lady — sitting on a wooden chair holding a cup of tea.
"Why are the three of you following me anyway?"
The three seemed to be amused as they haven't gone in this supposed direction nor have seen the staircase even though they have been crashed in the past hallways they have been through — where the staircase was.
"Y/N, where is this?"
"Are we lost?"
"Don't tell me there's another three-headed dog there."
Y/N rolled her eyes as she neared the painting — the lady that was shutting her eyes then was now fluttering open and beautifully glanced at her.
"It's been a long time, Y/N," she said in a graceful tone then peeked to the three that were behind Y/N, who was just staring agape. "And who might these young students who had accompanied you for today?"
"Ron, Hermione, and Harry. I have something to get inside my room," she said as if she was in a hurry.
Whilst, Ron, Hermione, and Harry looked at her with widened eyes.
"That's your room!?" Ron exclaimed as the lady in the painting laughed with benignancy still implied.
"You have your own room?" Harry asked, looking back and forth the hallway they had just been through.
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